Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1887-08-17
.youn Hill and Up

spite of dish-washing and iioor-scruo,
hing. stu remained white and dimpieo
at lie knuckles, like baby's-
"Oh, Grace - said she, ''why can't L
90 cut and be seamstress or some
thing?''
Louise, feeling the necessity OF action
of some sort, could not but recognize
herself as being utterly useless IN thls
emergency. She had advertised lot
situation in some school, but no one
had answered tho advertisement. She
had registered her name at pretentl-
GUS employment agency IN the ilelSh-
bOrhoOd, but as yet no crop OF laoleS III
need of goveTneSSes, or children W'tht
ing inztructresSes in French. music ana
German had sprung up, and now came
the point-blark question
ss!rhe postmanl'' said Grace, sudden
" starting up. 'Run, Louise, quick,
before ie knocks. Alfred must be kept
quiet. whatever happens. What is 1t:
4 letter for Alfredo"
YES said Louise
s'Open il, childl See what IS in 1t >,
'Oren Alfred's letter. exclaimed
Louise, is dismay.
Yes. of course. Didn't the doctor
say that nothing must excite or disturb
him? It's about some business, OF
course, and perhaps it needs instant at
teution-'
Thus urged, Louise hesita.ingly tore
open the letter.
Its from Il Mr.. Townsend" she
said; ~ gentleman who is writing
book.
WHITING book!'' cried Grace.
..What on earth has that 10 do with
AlfredE'
Its about French literature in the
time of the first Napoleon" went on
Louise, ''aud the man wants a lot OIL
information from some unheard-of book
in the public libraries here, and he can't
come himself because he has sprained
an ankle, and some one has menu-ned
to him the name of Alfred as capa-
bic, cultivated and literary gentleman,
whose services IN completing thing of
this nature would be invaluable. lie
will be glad TO renumerate Mr.. Fortes-
cue at the rate of 81 page for all COM
pilations concerning the Napoleonic age
of literature.
"a dollar a pagel' exclaimed Grace,
with cleaning eyes; ''and for doing the
one thing that Alf likes best in all the
world!''
"What are we to do:" asked Louise.
..What can we do?" sighed POOR
Grace. Write and tell him that Mr..
Fortescue IS confined to his bed, and
| that the doctor thinks he cannot leave
| il for several weeks, even under the
most favorable circumstances. Oh,
dearl it seems wicked to let this high
| tide of fortune 20 by us unimproyCd."
Grace" " said Louise, with a quick
breath, ''it shall not pass us by. III
do it myself"
..YouI''
''Why not 1? Cannot 1 read French
as well as Alf himself? Isn't my hand
writing big and bold enough for any
mans? I'll go to these big public libra
ries. I'll do the compiling for this
man.
but, Louise, do you believe your
self capable of it?''
Louise drew herself up with much
dignity.
DO look like an impostor:'' said
! she. 'JuSt wait and see. Give me q
chance to build up my reputation and
| don't breathe a word of this TO Alf.
One dollar! Our fortune IS made"
The next day she took her way to the
| library and calmly announced her busi-
ness 10 one of the principals attending--a
| silver haired gentleman-whoa at once
| became interested in her behalf.
She sent off her work and Mr. Town
| send wrote back expressing the utmost
| satisfaction. Mr.. Fortescue's MSS, he
| said, were far beyond his most sanguine
| authorizations in clearness, comprchen-
| siyencsS, and research. He did not
know but that the accident of the
sprained ankle was likely TO prove a
really fortunate occurrence. And, bet
| oil 1ta 4r1n1nGaI n rltnelr for n
sum that seemed like n gOld-mine 70
the girls.
This was in March. When tie May
violets began to blossom i'll the carts OF
the flower-sellers, and ''Primroses! prim.
rOsesin cried through the streets, Al
fred was considered sufficiently conval.
escent TO be told all these events, and
one afternoon, sitting by the window
Louise had just begun TO say: There
is something we've been saving TO tel
YOU, beCauSe-'' when Grace openeC
the door, with puzzled face, and an
nounced:
"Mr TOwnseud,'
Enter a tall, nne-lookiIs man, VIII,
held out his hand TO the bewildered al
fred with the utmost courtesy.
being Unexpectedly summoned 4
this neighbOrhoOd," p" he said, Il coul,
not deny myself the pleasure of calling
to thank YOU for the very scholarly ant
thorough manner in which yOu hay,
carried out my ideas respecting th
'NaPoleonic era OF literature and
r wish to bespeak your cooperation i
another and perhaps more comprehen
siye literary undertaking, which,
. MY dear sill" cried Alfred, II hay
emit the least idea what you are taIkin
; aboutl'
! But have,'' cried Louise, startin
I up. 'I-I-beg your pardon, Nj
Townsend, but il was that carried ou
the NapOleonic ideas. Ny brother wa
I very i'll with BRAIN fever, and we didn'
dare TO tell him, and had been exper
siyely educated, and read French read
, | ily, 50 that
on don't tell me- said Mr.. TowI
send, THAT you wrote all those folli,
, in that bold running hand-that 20
, sIfted out the kernels from that mass
!. historic evidence?"
"Yes, did, ;" confessed poor Louis
coloring to the very roots of her hal
Il was just beginning to tell Alfre
:, about 1t when you came IN"
e Things happen most unaccountabI
- in the world. For example: In "A fe
u weeks Mr.. Townsend discovered that
y would accelerate the progress of b
q work very much indeed if he could pc
y sOnally superintend it. And lie four
= himself compelled to go over gre
u many of the foliOs with Miss Fortescu
y And one day they drifted into a top
- of conversation quite irrelevant to lite
s ature of any age whatever.
- And Alfred, buried soul and spirit
3 pile of tones in the window-seat b
y yond, had to be shaken briskly by 4
e shoulders before lie could be broug
~ ~ back into ,very-day existence.
y, ''Eh?" said he, laying down his pc
What is it?''
'e My dear fellow, congratulate me !
cried Townsend, radiantly. Your s
T. ter has promised to be my wite!''
o. Alfred Fortescue was not particula
% ly surprised. y our book-worm ney
=. is surprised at anything.
a In his paper before the Heath Co